E' un bel pò di tempo che non lascio traccia di me sulla mia BlogCreatura, o perlomeno per me è stato un bel pò di tempo. In realtà ho lasciato che trascorresse del tempo per chiarirmi alcune idee, per cercare di mettere per l'ennesima volta ordine nel caos che è la mia mente, cercando di estraniarmi da alcune cose. Risultato ? Naturalmente nessuno visto che più che mai, la mia psiche in questi giorni è tormentata da una miriade incontrollata di pensieri, emozioni, sensazioni, incertezze e tutto ciò che può vagare in una mente parzialmente deviata come la mia. Quindi, a conti fatti, potevo anche evitare di lasciare trascorrere tutto questo tempo prima di riscrivere sul mio Blog... Ennesima prova di quanto la mente sia alle volte volubile e che spesso, certi ragionamenti non portano a nulla. Tuttavia, alcuni miei pensieri presto si affacceranno alla fagocitante vita della mia BlogCreaura... Almeno li avrò messi " nero su bianco "...
IHSAHN " WILL YOU LOVE ME NOW ? "
One Great Man Was Silent
Of His Superiority
He Was Openly Flattered
And Hated Silently
Another Spoke Of His Will To Aspire
To Create Beyond Himself
And The Self-Inflicted Impotent Man
Felt Spat At By All Ambition
The Solitary Pierced The Skin Of Denial
And The Blood Would Colour The Sky
A Futile Display To Those Whose Heads
Are Always Turned Towards The Ground
Staring Into The Mud
Into The Heart Of Emptiness
Where They Squirm Desperately
Like Wing-Clipped Flies
And The Whining Parasite Man
To Whom Pity And Gloating Are The Same
This Spinelss Parody Of Man
Will Devour Even Himself In Secrecy
In Secrecy
Will You Love Me Now ?
You, Whose Feeling Of Dignity
Is A Matter Of Subtraction ?
Will You Love Me ?
Now That I Have Revealed Your Unnakedness ?
Will You Love Me Now ?
You, Whose Perception Of Justice
Equals Your Will To Corrupt ?
Will You Love Me ?
When I Cut Through All The Layers Of Your Vanity ?
Will You Love Me Now ?
You, Who Cling To A Heart So Fragile
Even Your Gods Must Suffer For You ?
Could You Love Truth ?
Could You Love Truth
Even In Secrecy ?
And They Gathered
In Their Halls Of Justice
Halls Of Mirrors
Halls Of Echoes
And They Gathered
In Their Houses Of Worship
Within The Walls Of The Unspoken
Sheltered From The Rain
One Great Man Was Silent
Of His Superiority
He Was Openly Flattered
And Hated Silently
Another Spoke Of His Will To Aspire
To Create Beyond Himself
And The Self-Inflicted Impotent Man
Felt Spat At By All Ambition
The Solitary Pierced The Skin Of Denial
And The Blood Would Colour The Sky
A Futile Display To Those Whose Heads
Are Always Turned Towards The Ground
Staring Into The Mud
Into The Heart Of Emptiness
Where They Squirm Desperately
Like Wing-Clipped Flies
And The Whining Parasite Man
To Whom Pity And Gloating Are The Same
This Spinelss Parody Of Man
Will Devour Even Himself In Secrecy
In Secrecy
Will You Love Me Now ?
You, Whose Feeling Of Dignity
Is A Matter Of Subtraction ?
Will You Love Me ?
Now That I Have Revealed Your Unnakedness ?
Will You Love Me Now ?
You, Whose Perception Of Justice
Equals Your Will To Corrupt ?
Will You Love Me ?
When I Cut Through All The Layers Of Your Vanity ?
Will You Love Me Now ?
You, Who Cling To A Heart So Fragile
Even Your Gods Must Suffer For You ?
Could You Love Truth ?
Could You Love Truth
Even In Secrecy ?
And They Gathered
In Their Halls Of Justice
Halls Of Mirrors
Halls Of Echoes
And They Gathered
In Their Houses Of Worship
Within The Walls Of The Unspoken
Sheltered From The Rain
See Ya 
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